Xia Qingxuan's scream died down.

Under the moonlight, a sinister black shadow was already standing in the void.

The black shadow had its back to the crowd, and it held an extremely long black knife like an executioner.

The black blade was wrapped in the aura of death, and it slashed down silently.

This slash didn't cause any air currents, nor did it carry any aura. There wasn't any threat at all.

If Xia Qingxuan had not shouted in advance, everyone would not have known how they died after their heads fell to the ground.

The moment Xia Ji heard the scream, he controlled the black halberd with his mind to sink down.

That strike was "soft and weak", and there was no saber aura at all.

The moment he sensed that he was about to cut through the air, the direction of his saber immediately changed.

Without any warning, without any reduction in strength, his speed was already extremely fast.

The length of the blade was just enough to cut off